Alexander waved dismissively, unconcerned: “It's nothing. Drive faster—my wife is still waiting for the late-night snacks."
The driver immediately sped up, and soon, they stopped under Eleanor's building.
A young man waiting by the roadside ran over and opened the car door: “Young Master Reynolds, the late-night snacks have been prepared—braised meat and side dishes made by Chef XY."
Alexander took the thermal container from the young man and walked into the house with a smile.
When he opened the door and entered, Valeria was watching TV. She immediately frowned and looked at him angrily.
"Where did you sneak off to in the middle of the night? Useless good-for-nothing, always learning the worst habits! Did you go to a bar or a nightclub? You're dirt poor, don't you know your own place
